Hey everyone! I'm so happy, just for the record. Deliriously happy. Why you may ask? Simple, dear readers, one of my absolute favorite characters becomes apart of the story now! Seriously, she's quite awesome, I must admit. I also have to say: please bear with me. These first few chapters I wrote several months ago and I am NOT pleased with at all. However, they do open the story quite well. The chapters get much longer and much better written after this point, so stay tuned for the coming attractions! :)

Disclaimer: My parents did not meet on a train leaving King's Cross Station, they met at college (boring, I know...). This however draws the conclusion that I am not JK Rowling, so I do not own Harry Potter. But I do own the plot. Muahaha.


There were times that I thought I might purely die of exhaustion from lying to myself and everyone else in the world about that boy. I grew emotionally unstable as I continued to pretend I hated Scorpius, pretend like it didn't bother me that he actually did hate me, and confiding my real feelings in Victorie. I never told Al, but I imagine he could guess. After all, Al knew me better than anyone. But, unfortunately, Al accidently drank a full goblet of Felix Felicis. Normally it's a good potion, but when taken in advance, it can cause extreme giddiness. I remember Al laughing and leaning on my shoulder during dinner in the Great Hall exclaiming, "Look, Rosie! Stars! Look at them, they are everyone. Pretty little stars! HELLO MR. STAR!" So Madam Pomfrey has him locked in the Hospital Wing until he can stop laughing at everything. Professor Slugghorn said he left a cauldron full in the Potions dungeon earlier in the day and Al must of grabbed it, but by the way James was laughing, I think he gave it to Al on purpose. Git.

So I was alone for several days, locking myself in the library every spare second I wasn't in class or in the Great Hall, like only being my mother's daughter could do. One day, another Gryffindor I didn't know with long golden brown, swishy hair and blue eyes that perfectly matched the ocean sat down next to me.

"Hi!" She said with a smile, "I'm Mariana Corner! I see you in here a lot. Your name is Rose, right?"

I nodded. She seemed like a sweet girl. And only God knew how much I needed a girl friend.

"Nice to meet you, say, your dad in Ron Weasley, right?"

I nodded again. This was the first time anyone had mentioned my dad. I had heard lots of "your mum", "your aunt", and "your uncle's" while I was here, but no one had mentioned my dad before. Mariana giggled.

"My Daddy dated your aunt when they were here," she said, her cheeks turning pink.

I laughed, "My Aunt Ginny?"

She giggled and her hair swished behind her at her every movement.

"My Dad's name is Michael Corner. You should ask your aunt if she remembers him!"

I thought long and hard. Michael Corner… oh yes! I remember my Aunt Ginny talking about him once, she broke up with him because he threw a fuss that Gryffindor beat Ravenclaw in Quidditch. I burst out laughing and giggling, and was thrown a nasty look by one of the Hufflepuff prefects. I attempted to keep my giggling to a minimum, but with as much success as James trying to stay out of detention for a week.

Mariana and I studied with each other until we heard shuffling of books and feet out the library, so we packed up our books and followed the crowd out students to the Great Hall.

"So, was all of your family in Gryffindor?" I asked Mariana on our way walking to the Great Hall. She laughed in shook her head.

"All my family has been in Ravenclaw for, errrr," she seemed to be counting several generations in her head, "Fifteen generations. My Mum and Dad were disappointed, but they'd rather it be Gryffindor than Slytherin!" she said with a chuckle.

I had to smile. At least she got to break some expectations. I was right were all the Weasley's have been forever: Gryffindor. But, I was happy and that was a start. I had Al. I now had Mariana, who quickly became my best friend, the other half of me, and my teammate. Very early in the on Saturday morning, Al, Mariana, and I headed for the Quidditch pitch, the glorious sunshine glistening around us.

"I don't know why we're even going," Al grumbled, since he isn't a morning person, "First years never make the team."

I rolled my eyes; Mariana coughed something that sounded an awful lot like "Way to be Jonny Rain Cloud, Al…"

"Uncle Harry did!"

Al rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, well that's my Dad for you. Defies the most evil wizard ever when he's one, becomes a kick-butt Seeker, escapes him a trillion more times, finally finishes him off, and marries the hottest girl at Hogwarts. Well, in case you haven't noticed, I'm not him."

"Trust me, we noticed," Mariana said, while appropriately sticking out her tongue.

"Okay, say that one of us actually makes the team, what are the odds that the rest of us will."

I quickly scanned the crowd of Gryffindor's trying out for the three empty Chaser positions.

"3 in 17," I said, thinking I would have just made my mother so proud.

The three of us stood in the back of the crowd, ignoring the smirks from older students, listening to the captain's run-through of the auditions when a laugh came from the stands.

"Al?!"

We turned around. There was James, surrounding by his all his friends, looking like Christmas had come early.

"You're trying out for Chaser? You're JOKING."

Mariana, red in the face with anger, shouted up to the stands.

"Shut up Potter, you're just scared that if Al makes the team, he'll be a bigger Quidditch star than you."

Her words had quite an effect. Several people cracked up, some of James's friends cackled and shouted, "Oh baby! Don't wanna mess with that girl, James." James flushed with embarrassment, but quickly regained his swagger.

"Oh, please, Corner, you should be smart enough to know that I don't need Quidditch to stay on top. Shouldn't you? After all, weren't your Mummy and Daddy in Ravenclaw for all of eternity?"

Mariana's eyebrows pushed themselves together, and she looked furiously around left to right, her long ponytail swishing furiously. The Gryffindor Beater was standing nearby with a struggling Bludger and bat in his hand. In the blink of an eye, Mariana grabbed the bat and the Bludger, and beat it ferociously towards James, hitting him straight in the stomach, making him fall over wheezing. The crowd burst out laughing, and the Gryffindor captain seemed to be fighting the urge to go and hug Mariana.

"That's enough," he said in an unconvincing, down to business voice. So, off we went for trials. Naturally, being first years, we were put in the back of the line for trials. They didn't go well. Broomsticks were colliding with each other, Quaffles were being dropped left and right, and that stray Bludger from earlier whacked a fifth year of her broomstick so hard she landed on her wand when she hit the ground, and I'm sure people on the other side of the castle heard the loud "KABOOM!" Finally, the exhausted try-outers left the pitch, leaving just Al, Mariana, and me.

"Alright," the weary Gryffindor captain said, "You three are the last. Give it your best."

Our best we gave. We all worked perfectly together. It was like we could read each other's minds, seemingly flying together. At the end of the tryouts, the captain smiled so big and clapped loudly along with the rest of team.

"Excellent! You guys were the best out of all the try-outs! It's amazing you're first years! You guys got the position! I'm Aiden, by the way. Aiden Wood!"

James was in a very bad mood by the time lunch came around.

At lunch, we got many high fives from excited Gryffindor's, Ravenclaw's, and Hufflepuff's. I tried not so smirk at Scorpius when I saw him gasping at me from the Slytherin table.

Tried… and failed.

The next day, with my trunk backed for my home, we all loaded on the boats to cross the lake to the train station in Hogsmead. Al was sitting with James in another boat. Mariana and I loaded into the last boat, ecstatic about having one all to ourselves, until we felt a bump behind us.

I whipped my head around and saw Scorpius and Vincent climbing into the boat.

Great, I thought, rolling my eyes.

"Going to fall into the lake again, Weasley?"

"Going to make me fall in again, Malfoy?"

We glared at each other for a few seconds, before Mariana and Vincent both cleared their throats loader than necessary.

Christmas break was long. I thought I was going mental. I couldn't think straight. How could I hate, despise, and detest (Mariana decided to morph them all together – hapisetestion - which yes, is not a real word) someone but yet at the same time be absolutely, incomprehensively in love with him?


Chapter 3 complete! By the way, if you haven't figured it out yet, the character I was so ecstatic Mariana. Seriously, she's so funny. I love her to death. I can't wait for the story to unfold more and you can see lots more of her! So, what happens next? Hmm, I don't know. Guess you'll have to tune in to find out. By the way, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU to everyone who has reviewed. Seriously, it makes me feel amazing. Oh by the way, did you notice the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain's name? Aiden Wood? Yes, that is Oliver Wood's son! Just had to throw that little tid bit in. Thanks for everything, you amazing readers, you!